Song Lyric Sunday ~ Marry

A big thanks goes out to Jim for hosting the SLS prompt every Sunday and especially today for using my wedding word ideas. I’m scheduling this post in advance, but by the time it goes live I should be happily celebrating my eldest daughter and her new husband‘s big day. Or maybe I will have conked out and will be asleep in my sweet hotel room already, sans kitty.

There are so many wonderful, happy songs to post for a wedding day, but I particularly enjoy this upbeat tune by one of my very favorite artists Neil Diamond. It’s just so pure and easy, which honestly is how I believe true love should feel, not dramatic and stressful and complicated like in novels and movies, but peaceful and good.

We don’t believe in breaking up
We do believe in making up
That’s all we really have to know
To make it so, it’s official

Yesterday is here and gone
Tomorrow’s where we both belong
Today’s the day to make that change
And rearrange your initials

Marry me now
Say that I do
Don’t wait around
You know I’m gonna be true
I’ll give you my life
It’s all that I got
I love you, believe it or not

Got so much celebrate
So why do we even hesitate
We’ve got the time, let’s make the date
‘Cause ain’t life great, together

Married’s not an easy thing
But look at all the joy it brings
And you and me can’t be afraid
‘Cause each day’s made to treasure

Marry me now
Say that I do
Don’t wait around
You know I’m gonna be true
I’ll give you my life
It’s all that I got
I love you, believe it or not

Marry me now
Tell me I do
Don’t wait around
You know I’m gonna be true
I’ll give you my life
It’s all that I got
I love you, believe it or not

Marry me now
Tell me I do
Don’t wait around
I’m gonna be true
I’ll give you my life
It’s all that I got
I love you

Marry me now
Marry me now
Marry me now
Marry me now
Marry me now
Tell me I do
Don’t wait around
Gonna be true
Give you my life
Ah baby I’ll give it all to you
Mm mm mm

I Was Framed

I used to have a big house with lots of walls. That worked out well because I was always doing needlework pictures and I liked to frame them. Unlike a photo or flat poster, a lumpy cloth design can’t just be plopped into a ready-made frame from Target. There is a chain of DIY framing places called The Great Frame Up, and that’s where I used to go. These places are awesome, although not cheap, and have experts who help you choose mats and frames for your art. Then when the supplies are ready, you return and put everything together ~ they will help as much as you need.

But since my flurry of framing days, I’ve downsized several times and have had to get rid of lots of my pictures. I’ve kept my favorites and it makes me happy to look at them. Luckily, I’m no longer interested in doing needlework, so there won’t be sad projects languishing frameless in closets. I did attempt to restart my old hobby a few times, but this was one of the rare areas in which I have changed. I simply don’t enjoy stitchery now; it’s tedious and boring. I’d much rather read or write, or even chill and watch a movie without distraction.

Oddly, doing this particular repetitive task makes me more anxious now, not less. Used to be the opposite and zoning out with a pile of yarn was relaxing. It’s probably the internet ~ if the internet disappeared and I couldn’t keep checking it or ever think about all the news and blogs and stuff out there, I could shrink my focus down to a 14×14″ square of fabric night after night until a magical scene appeared.

But there would still remain the cost of framing.

Where’s the Cheese?

So, here’s the news. I’m up in Northern California visiting my family. Tomorrow we are celebrating the marriage of my eldest daughter Diane to her awesome guy Sam. Cheers! 😂 I’m even giving a teensy speech, which I typed up, printed out, and have squashed in the bottom of my purse. It’s a bit cheesy, but I don’t know the audience and decided not to subject them to my edgy Southern California jokes.

Last night we went out for Mexican food here on Alameda. Diane and I split an enormous plate of nachos with extra guac. They put shrimp on the nachos! This was odd and yet delicious. But… where was the cheese? At first I was having so much fun eating the shrimp I forgot to notice. Diane had a gigantic cocktail so she was a little oblivious too. But then she said hey where’s the cheese? We poked around in case it had melted into invisibility, but no. No cheese.

Bizarre.

Anyway, it’s tons of fun staying at the kids’ new place with their doggie and kitty and my younger daughter, her hubby, and my sweet little granddaughter too. That was just for one day/night though. Today we’re leaving for the hotel, which is out in Marin or something, for more family fun times. I’m not sure exactly what’s going on, but I will just show up, smile, and do what I’m told. I’ve heard there will be Italian food, which, one assumes, will contain lots of yummy yummy cheese. 😍

But it is Northern California, a strange land where they have just outlawed manholes in Berkeley, so one never knows.

PFF7: Floating

Welcome to my Friday Flashback! This post originally appeared here on July 19, 2011. I still like it. Haven’t read any more Naomi Ragen, but I gifted some of her novels to my youngest daughter, who enjoyed them too.

Tiny Paper Boats

“Close your eyes. Let your worries go. Imagine tiny paper boats holding little candles sent off on a dark river, each boat carrying another worry. Watch them float away into the distance. You know they are there as they sail past you, but you are no longer connected to them. You are cleansed, empty of care. They are distant. Listen to your inner voice without worry or sadness. Stifle for a moment your own human noise. Listen to the Divine conversation.” [The Tenth Song by Naomi Ragen]

I love this quote, and this novel. Yes, it swerves into faith, but I choose to gloss over that and focus on the rest of the message. The Divine doesn’t have to be Big Beardy … it can be whatever I want it to be. This candle-in-the-boat really works for me as a relaxation method. It’s very specific and organized.

I read a few of Ragen’s novels years ago and the other week found this one at the library. So glad I picked it up. Now I want to read the rest of them, if available.

AZQCueU2 ~ Society

Yay, a new game from the Blokey Guy!

The theme is Society and Rory quoted from someone whose last name begins with A.

“Unlike a drop of water which loses its identity when it joins the ocean, man does not lose his being in the society in which he lives. Man’s life is independent. He is born not for the development of the society alone, but for the development of his self too.” ~ Bhimrao Ramji Ambedkar

Now I will quote from someone whose last name begins with B.

“The paradox of education is precisely this – that as one begins to become conscious one begins to examine the society in which he is being educated.” ~ James Baldwin

I now pass the baton to Angie of King Ben’s Grandma. Please continue the game with a quote on Society from someone whose last name begins with C, and follow the linking rules on Rory’s post too.

Thanks! 😀

Thursday Inspiration 13

Welcome to Thursday Inspiration! This is my weekly prompt post and hopefully it will inspire you to write something creative, perhaps a poem or a piece of flash fiction. If you’d like to share your writing with the community, please indulge me and tag your post with #p0eticlicense and/or #lightm0tifs, and of course link back if you wish. I will try to visit everyone who participates. 🙂

This week’s theme is sailing and the picture is below. Here is the song snippet from “Sailing,” written by Gavin Sutherland in 1972 (interestingly about spirituality not romance) and sung by Rod Stewart:

I am sailing
I am sailing
Home again
‘Cross the sea
I am sailing,
Stormy waters
To be near you,
To be free

Photo found on Pixabay

Karry-no-key

I did karaoke once. That was enough, for me, and for everyone else’s aural health. I think I had conjured up a romantic idea of the experience from movies such as 27 Dresses and How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days. Supposedly, you can impulsively grab a microphone and start belting out a song without any preparation, and even if you don’t have a great voice and are somewhat off-key, you’ll still sound okay and look adorable. 😍

Wrong! You have to start with a decent voice, know the song, especially when to start and stop, and have a sense of music generally. Which I do not. Otherwise you’re just filling the room with a cacophony of noise. It’s not fun for me to remember how awful I must have been. 😖

Though they don’t even know, I accept the gratitude of all future ears I won’t harass with my terrible “singing.” 🎶😜🎶

In Other Words, the beach…

I have always lived near the beach:

East Coast, West Coast, Lake Michigan.

I prefer them at sunrise, cold, and empty,

Their stark majesty revealed to me alone,

Waves whispering secrets from the moon.

FPQ32: The Evil that Men Do

Fandango provocatively sez…

For this week’s provocative question, I am going to do something I haven’t before done in my provocative question prompt. I’m going to post something a fellow blogger wrote. In this case, the blogger is Judy Dykstra-Brown, and in one of her recent posts she wrote,

“I do believe that more evil has been done in this world by those absolutely sure of the rightness of their faith and their beliefs.”

So my question is this: do you agree with what Judy wrote? Why or why not?

Yes, I agree with this. I do think that mass evil is committed in the name of “righteousness,” not due to men knowing they’re wrong and believing they can get away with it. Some random crimes happen from the latter, but for coordinated grand scale evil to occur, not only do people need to believe they are right, but they must convince a certain portion of others also, enough to fight for them anyway. Not everyone needs to believe, but enough do, enough to intimidate the rest.

Sometimes, as it turns out, half the people don’t even need much persuasion to go along with horrible shit. It was already lurking there in their minds all along and they were just waiting for a nasty hateful unprincipled man with no boundaries to say what they were thinking.

Shades of Pink

Nancy has chosen one of my favorite colors for this week’s theme. So, without further ado…